HenriettaIt was evening and the fierce sun in Odyssey was beginning to set, soothing wind graced my skin causing me to adjust the robe around my arm to protect myself from the cold and raised my finger to my eyes to brush off the particles of dust that had been pushed in by the wind.“I can't wait to get to the garden, at least I would be able to get a moment's peace from all of this drama.” I muttered under my breath. Gwendolyn, getting married to the man in my dreams. What does she derive so much joy from taking almost everything that belongs to me? Everything that gets close to me disappears. “Sometimes, we give others the right to do what they do to us.” i heard a calm and soothing voice say beside me and although I wasn't expecting anyone to be following me, anyone but chloe but she wasn't the one rather a very beautiful lady, with bright hazel green eyes that seemed like they could see deep into your soul and fetch the truth out of a hardened liar.She was tall, taller than I

Henrietta"Help me," He pleaded as he held strongly onto the hem of my dress. I do not know why but he wasn't looking at me, rather he was staring at the dark sky. It was as if he wasn't seeing my face. "Save me," He cried, "are you there? " he asked, pulling hard on my dress.My heart felt like it was going to be torn into a million shreds, but was being held firm by something strong, something that also made it hard for me to swallow down the lump in my throat which only grew even wider and bigger.Suddenly, my eyes were beginning to burn hot as tears flowed freely down my chin. I raised my hand to touch the hair on his head but it didn't feel like hair rather, they felt fluffy and thick. When my eyes landed on it, I realized he was in his full form as a wolf."Where did you come from?" I asked, gently lowering myself so that I was kneeling in front of him but he was no longer there. He was standing in a room, a dark room, surrounded by creatures I couldn't really identify. They w

Henrietta The sun was beginning to set when Chloe asked that she treat my hair. She said it's been a while since she last did it, but I knew it hasn't even been up to a week. She would make up anything just to be with me and avoid other choirs done by the other maids and I let her, especially when Gwendolyn seizes it as an opportunity to torment and abuse her. "Gwendolyn parades herself with one red head that arrived in Odyssey along with the pack." Chloe said, "they seem to get along so well. It's even as if they think alike." She added. "Hmm, really?" I replied in an uninterested tone but knowing how she would bug me after such a reply, I added, "for anyone to walk with my sister, you're either like her, her or think like her." "Birds of a feather, mhm," she replied, without taking her eyes off the collection of hair treatment bottles. "Oil, comb, brush, ointment, don't see the difference. Petals and incense," Chloe listed in a sing-song voice, holding up each item as she iden

Henrietta My back hurts. My head is on fire, the amount of pain surging through me is unbearable, its…I cant breathe, “ouch,” I feel like i was made a referee in a fight between a huge vampire and a werewolf but happen to be too small for their fight and was rather fought against. I was made the punching bag of the werewolf and blood bank for the vampire.Speaking of werewolves, I forcefully opened my eyes but the blasting ray of sunlight pierced my eyes and caused me to clench them back with as much strength as I could fathom. “She’s up!'' I heard a familiar voice yell in a shaky tone and the sound of hurried footsteps approaching me, “She was up just now, is she going to be fine,” a different voice asked.“We need her to get better before the king starts looking for her bu…” “The king already asked for an emergency meeting today,” a voice belonging to chloe added, “We heard it's urgent and everyone in the kingdom must be present, at everyone in the castle especially our guests.

Henrietta “At least I don't let my eyebrows grow unequally, so that they outgrow my eyes,” I said with a smile on my face and she gasped before bringing her hand to her face. She would feel so insecure throughout this meeting and that is for sure seeing how she twisted in her seat and tried to hide her face until I got to my seat with a smile of satisfaction on my face. “Henrietta,” my father called in calm voice as he looked at me, “You look gorgeous,” he said with a light chuckle, “You are beginning to look just like your mother with every passing day,” he said with a sad smile and I brought my hand to cup his face as I smiled back at him, “except that she doesn't attend functions as late as you do.” he added and an impromptu laugh escaped my lips. “Father,” I whined through my laughter and he laughed lightly. “You really should work on that as well.” he stated and i shut my eyes for a nanosecond with a slight nod. “I will.” I assured him and he sighed before getting on his fe